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"Actualy, we could use your help... AH SHIT!" He yelled as he felt a sudden sharp pain on the back of his hand, "The fuck you do that for!" "Sill coatin stoar cor dinsar?" (The hell are you doing!) He yelled pulling the candle back up. Calbain loked at the now dried wax laying on the back of his hand. "Hill cor finstor priento?" (Will you fucking relax?) he yelled back. Skihi stood over them and raised an eyebrow, "Right." "English guys. I dont' understand that...stuff you speak. Whatever it is. "Tell me m'lady, do you know these parts well?" "You kidding?" "Do we sound like were kidding?" "I was being sarcastic." "Who the hell is this hard ass anyways?" All three of them looked up to see Cardoc standing behind the two brothers. Caybon sighed and winced, "Does anybody tend to their own business around here?" |
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